Haven't I seen your face before?
You greased the handles on my door.
You took me for a ride down lovers highway.
Let's shake it up

Next time ya going my way,
I don't want you coming down.
Spread your lightning all around.
Let your fire fly.

Pretty faces frozen to stone,
pack their bags and head for home.
Kiss me where it hurts,
in your filthy charming way.